Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. It all belongs to the amazing Masashi Kishimoto.
A result of my affinity for crack pairings, yaoi, and Shikamaru.
Chapter one
It was New Year's night and everyone was out enjoying the festival. Shikamaru sat atop a roof looking down at the streets below. He would have much rather been home but Ino had dragged him out because she felt that it was her duty to find him a girlfriend. He sighed and brought the bottle in his hand up to his lips for another drink.
"You shouldn't be drinking at your age."
He looked around to see a smiling Kakashi not to far away from him. He turned away and raised a hand in greeting before attempting, yet again, to take a sip. It was surprised him slightly when the bottle was abruptly confiscated. He glared at the man who had deprived him of his spirits.
"I was being serious," Kakashi said taking a seat next to him.
"What are you doing here?" Shikamaru asked grumpily.
"When you left, Ino caused somewhat of an uproar. She seemed angry because you left just when she had found the perfect something or the other," Kakashi replied with a chuckle, "Then the whole thing became unbearable and Kurenai sent me to look for you."
"Well, you can tell them that I won't be coming back. It would be even more troublesome if I did," he stated, "And you can give me that bottle back before you go."
Kakashi laughed, "As I said before, you shouldn't be drinking yet. I'm sure you can hold out a few months."
Shikamaru frowned and pouted. Kakashi was being serious. How was he supposed to get his drink back? He stared at the older man for a while trying to think of a way that would be effective.
"Kakashi-sensei?"
The silver haired jounin turned to look at him. Now was his chance. He was feeling a bit groggy and he figured that nothing he thought of right now be a well planned as it should, but it was still worth a try.
Shikamaru got on his knees and kissed him. Kakashi must have been startled a bit. His grip on the bottle loosened causing it to fall from his hand and roll right off the roof. Shikamaru pulled away and watched in despair as the bottle fell to the ground below. He flopped back onto the tiled roof. The planned had not only failed the plain out backfired.
Kakashi did not say anything about what happened and they just sat there in silence. It was not long before he heard Shikamaru's breathing shallow. He looked over to find him sleeping. He sighed and reached over to shake him and wake him up. Shikamaru just rolled onto his side facing opposite direction.
"He'll catch a cold if he sleeps out here," Kakashi said to himself.
He picked Shikamaru up and turned to jumped off the roof.
"What do I do with you?"
Shikamaru awoke and sat up. He was in a bed. Looking around, he found himself not recognizing his surroundings. Where was he and why did his head hurt so much? He lay back on the bed and put a hand to cover his eyes; the room was too bright. He groaned and rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into the pillow.
"Are you awake yet?"
He turned his head and looked to see who was speaking.
"Kakashi-sensei?" he asked squinting to limit the entrance of light into his eyes.
"Yo," Kakashi replied smiling at him, "How do you feel?"
"I feel like crap," he said putting his face back into the pillow.
"Are you hungry?" the older man asked.
Shikamaru looked at him and nodded. He received another smile and Kakashi was out of the room. With him gone, Shikamaru looked around the room again, trying desperately the ignore the annoying light that shone brightly through the window. Was this Kakashi's apartment? If so, had Shikamaru left his without a bed to sleep on the whole night? As he pondered over these and several other questions, his nose picked up the scent of food. He forced himself up as Kakashi reentered carrying a tray in his hands. Shikamaru watch as it was brought over and placed on his lap.
"I'm not a very good cook," he cautioned, "It may not taste very good."
Shikamaru picked up the chopsticks, broke them and began to eat.
"It's fine," Shikamaru mumbled continuing to eat.
Kakashi chuckled, "Really? I guess that's good then."
Shikamaru watched as he stood and made for the door.
"When you're feeling better you can leave."
That was right he was imposing on Kakashi. He had stayed the entire night and here he was eating his food. His pace slowed and halted as he swallowed a piece of fried egg. It would be rude is he suddenly rejected the act of kindness. He would definitely have the leave after eating. He would thank him and then be on his way. Shikamaru nodded to himself at the thoughts and resumed his meal.
Shikamaru stood in the middle of the room and sighed. He had managed to clean up. Well, all he had really done was make the bed but it was still something and considering his condition, a worthwhile feat. He was feeling a bit better now that he had eaten and his headache was a bit less severe than before. He turned around and picked up the tray and dishes that had carried his previous meal then exited the room.
Kakashi sat on a chair in the corner reading. Shikamaru did not even want to know what it was about. He went into the kitchen and disposed of anything that did not have to be washed and began to clean the rest.
"You can just leave it there."
The voice made him jump. He had not expected Kakashi to leave his corner to come and protest his washing the wares. He turned off the pipe and wiped his hands in a nearby towel.
"Feeling better already?" Kakashi asked.
Shikamaru nodded, "I think I can go home now."
"Are you sure?" Kakashi pressed.
"I've already spent enough time here," he replied, "It would be troublesome to owe you anything more."
"Eh? You don't owe me anything. It fine," Kakashi insisted, "If you believe that you're well enough to go I won't argue with you."
Shikamaru walked passed him and toward the door. He stopped in front of it and turned around.
"Kakashi-sensei, did I do anything last night?" he asked blushing slightly.
"Do something?" Kakashi inquired.
"Yeah, like anything strange," he muttered.
"Well, I can't tell you that now can I?" Kakashi answered chuckling a bit.
"What? Why not?" Shikamaru protested.
"Because if you don't remember something then you're better off not knowing, don't you think so?" Kakashi said smiling.
Shikamaru frowned and walked out, leaving a grinning Kakashi behind him.
Thank you for reading. It is much appreciated.
Please excuse any grammatical errors. Even a beta isn't perfect.
